“I’m, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. Sorry…”
“What’s the use apologizing? Just look at how poor you are, you village girl. Who gave you the right to come to high-end places like this? What’s with this department store anyway? How can you let cheap and inferior people in?”
“I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean it. I… I can have it cleaned if you want?”
“Have it cleaned? Seriously, you really are a village girl that knows nothing of the world! Do you know that expensive clothing these can’t be washed? It has to be sent to professional places for maintenance, with each round costing a few hundred bucks! Can you even afford that?”
A few salespeople stood awkwardly by the side.
The man and woman stood arrogantly in the middle of the shop. There was an obvious patch on the alluringly dressed woman’s cashmere top as well as a cup of spilled coffee by her leg.
Tiffany was flushed and her eyes filled with fear and tears as she stood in front of the woman and apologized profusely.
Just then, Jasper and Henry walked into the shop.
The moment Tiffany saw Jasper, it was like she spotted her hero. All the fright and unjust she had bottled up immediately flowed from her eyes.
Anger flared between Jasper’s furrowed brows when he saw the lady trembling as she hid by his side and cried unjustly. Jasper looked up at the couple.
“You?!”
The man beside the woman had spotted Jasper by now, and he shouted instinctively. His expression was sinister and cruel.
This man was none other than Dudley, whom Jasper had taught a lesson to the day before.
Dudley had not expected to meet a nemesis like Jasper when he had come to buy clothes with his new sex friend. Countless ruthless plans he had thought of the night before surfaced in his mind as he glared at Jasper, wanting nothing more than to rip the man’s flesh from his bones.
Dudley was much more confident when he saw that beside Jasper stood an unfamiliar young man instead of Julian, who had previously left a terrifying impression on him.
“Son of a b*tch, I was just getting frustrated thinking about where to find you when you served yourself to me on a silver platter!” Dudley stared at Jasper resentfully.
Henry arched a brow when he heard him, smelling the familiar scent of an idiot with a death wish. His gaze slightly deadly dangerous as he looked at Dudley.
Young Master Law loved brainless trust-fund children like this the most.
This man seemed like a pure imbecile and the perfect person to step over.
“Looks like your mouths healed,” Jasper said calmly, causing Dudley’s expression to immediately sour.
Jasper then ignored Dudley and turned to Tiffany. “What happened?”
Tiffany replied softly, “I was standing there waiting for you when she knocked me from behind.”
Tiffany pointed at the woman by Dudley’s side and continued, “She had a cup of coffee in her hands so knocking into me caused the coffee to splash and dirty her clothes.”
“I already apologized but she was very angry and didn’t want to accept my apology.”
“Since she’s the one that knocked into you, then you don’t have to apologize for anything,” Jasper said.
Tiffany looked down and fumbled with her fingers. “But… but I don’t want to cause trouble.”
“It’s good that you don’t want to cause trouble, but if they’re bullying you, then there’s no need to keep giving in. Many people in the world will only take advantage of that.”
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